Zaiya's face continued to radiate a soft, joyful glow as she observed Aris's appreciation for the meal. There was a profound satisfaction in nourishing another being and witnessing their delight in the food prepared for them—a sentiment deeply ingrained in Lovalla culture. While the act of cooking may seem mundane, it holds significant meaning, fostering sentiments of trust, empathy, and companionship.
Preparing a meal for someone was more than just providing sustenance; it was a gesture of thoughtfulness and care, eliciting primal emotions of safety and warmth. Sharing food with others strengthened bonds and reinforced the importance of social connection and belonging. It allowed for a type of intimacy few other interactions permitted, especially for a typically non-violent race like Lovalla.
"Hmm... strength of mind, will, and art -- all while looking beautiful while doing so," Zaiya pondered aloud, considering,
"That makes me think that the way you fight must look almost like a dance of sorts?" She was trying to picture it in her mind, but without a reference, it was hard to.
When Aris explained that the world had been destroyed, with as much attempted to be saved in the wake of it, Zaiya's colors dampened in sympathy, concern returning to her delicate face.
"I'm sorry that happened, but I'm glad your people were able to save as much as they could."
Curiosity peaked at the mention of the world where
Aris Noble
lived now,
"Niv Hani? Where is that located at?" curious to learn more -- not only because that is where Aris lived, but also selfishly because it gave her an idea how long travel times might be to come to visit.